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Written by Nashmeira S. W.
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I could only watch in a muted horror as my father walked toward the woods with Edward. Dad's arm was held over his shoulder in a friendly way, but underlining the friendliness was a different intention that stood out all too well in this situation. That of a father being protective of his little girl and I, the little girl, could only watch as the two walked away to have the father to boyfriend talk.
As turned to walk back toward the Cullens, there were several grins spread through the assembly of vampires. I wasn't really worried about Edward, Dad wouldn't hurt him, at least I was pretty sure he wouldn't.
Thinking about it now, we had come back to the house hand in hand, leaves in my hair, Edward with his light undershirt, and I was wearing his shirt. The scene was the perfect 'caught in the act' setup. I was more embarrassed with having to face those on the porch.
When I set my foot on the first step, I chanced a glance up and sure enough there was a plethora of grins, but the smug smiles that graced the faces of Alice and Emmett shined like lighthouses. My Band was still free to the world so my yellow slit eyes took everything in an instant. I could feel my face heat up as I came to stand on the porch.
"Let's just get this out of the way, nothing happened," I stated matter of factly. "We talked and came to an understanding."
"Oh that much is obvious, Darlin'." It surprised me that the southern gentleman was the first to speak, his own grin becoming a full blown smile. I, for my part, probably looked as red as a rose. My nervousness was evident and was written all over my face. Esme admonished him as he laughed good naturedly.
"Now Jazzy, you're embarrassing her. Bella, we know nothing happened, Jasper is just teasing you," Alice said as she came over and gave me a hug, the action serving to lessen my embarrassment, but if I were human would have broken something.
"Besides, Edward is too much of a prude and if you two had done anything we would have smelled it on you." I bristled at that statement. We knew that they had a better olfaction than us, but we didn't know it was that much better.
"Not to self."
"Alright everyone, I think that's quite enough prodding for one day." Thank goodness Carlisle, the peace maker. I don't know what I would have done if he had not put a stop to it. I really hate being the center of attention and this was really grating on me.
"Thank you," I said. I was starting to get a better picture of the family of vampires. It was obvious from the start that Esme was the motherly type and Carlisle was the peacemaker. Those are good qualities to have in parental figures. The day was devolving into good natured everyday talk, and we had relocated to the furniture so that I wouldn't have to stand. While vampires were always comfortable in any position I was not. I did make sure that I sat in such a way that I could watch the tree line were Edward and my father had gone.
I wasn't really worried, I was just excited to see him again and it couldn't come soon enough. It was fun being around the Cullens, and it was something I was looking forward too. Alice and I were quickly becoming friends just as she had said. While I was not the shopping buff she was it was great to have someone that was interesting to talk too.
Both Jasper and Emmett had excused themselves saying there was too much female talk happening for their liking, and before I knew it, Alice was planning a shopping trip for all the females present, including Rosalie to my bitter dismay.
Inwardly I was torn, I still was not happy about the shopping trip, but I decided that it was best to try to find a neutral ground with her. She was Edwards's sister so it wasn't like I could tear her head off as I originally wanted.
The girl talk was—dare I say it—fun. I had never been one to have a lot of girlfriends, or any friends for that madder, but getting to be myself around people was growing on me. Soon after, Edward and my dad came walking from the forest and the two were laughing. As they made their way over to us. Rose took the opportunity to go check on the boys, for which I was glad.
Just have to take her a drop at a time.
I noticed the pointed look she gave Edward before ducking into the house. The minor quirk of his eye the only sign that some unspoken communication had occurred.
"Everything's okay I take it?" I asked Edward, but my eyes were on my father. My father was his cool, calm self and from what I had seen of Edward they both had that in common.
"Everything is fine, your father and I just needed to have a talk. It went as I expected, with the exception that he would back up his insinuations of violence against me, should I wrong you." I glared at Charlie, and he just smirked very smugly. I know my father could be, if the occasion required, a ruthless man. Especially when it came to family, friends and those that he was possessive of, woe be to anyone that crossed him.
"It was nothing that any other father wouldn't do for his daughter. I just lay down the law." The smug look didn't even budge. The ringing of a cell phone broke up our talk as we looked over to Carlisle as he waved us off and excused himself, citing that he had to take the call. "Well as fun as the day has been, I think it's about time we headed home."
"Oh, before you go," said Esme before she dashed swiftly into the house and then returned only a moment later with a classic picnic basket. "I thought you might like the rest of the roast, and there is pie in there as well, pecan." She beamed as she offered up the leftovers from lunch and a pie.
I could see my father about to protest but then thinking better of it no doubt thinking of the fact that the Cullens didn't eat.
"Thanks, Esme. I'm sure Bella will be happy she doesn't have to cook tonight." He spoke with a chuckle. I wouldn't fault him there. I didn't want to cook and it would sooner be a cold day in hell before I ate anything he cooked. The rest of the Cullens swiftly flitted to the porch, Carlisle returning from his call and everyone exchanging pleasantries as we left. Alice reminded me that we had a shopping date.
Edward escorted me to Dad's SUV and we held hands for a moment. Just being close to him was like a breath of fresh air. He made it easier to breath. "I'll call you later if that's okay?"
"Yes, I'll look forward to it." I smiled. "Well I'll see you tomorrow maybe? I need to go the library."
"Maybe I could drive you?" his velvet voice suggested.
"That would be great."
HONK!
We both jumped and turned to my father in the driver's seat. No longer was he looking like the young man he was. His band was now gone and returned were the marks of age and the peppered graying of his hair.
"Nether of you are going off to war. You're only going to be a few miles away." The world had melted away and the two of us had been so caught up in the other. I looked down sheepishly and gave his hands a little squeeze.
"Call me, okay?"
"I will."
Just like a gentleman, he opened the door and helped me in. When the door closed I almost wanted to rip it off its hinges for separating us, but reluctantly I didn't do that and instead leaned back into the seat. As we pulled away, I only gave a few glances back in the mirror to see Edward still standing there; then he flitted back into the house. This wasn't good bye, tomorrow was another day, a new day, for both of us. In the past, I had never regretted what we are, but I had made peace that I would only ever love few and far between because if I were to love I would inevitably lose in the end.
Grandma had only seen fit to love once and everything after that were just one night stands. She didn't regret them but she never held on to anything that she might easily lose. Dad's sister was the same way, so it seemed that it was the pattern of life for our kind. Ergo, I had accepted it as the status quo, but today had given me hope that I might break my family's cycle.
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The crushing of gravel under tires was slowly faded away as the Swans drove off. The aroma that was Bella faded with the sound, so reluctantly Edward returned to the house in an instant. His good mood crashed as soon as he saw the look on everyone's faces. The room was heavy with an unfavorable air. Edward looked to Carlisle, his father and leader, for answers as to what had changed. He didn't even get a moment to listen to the thoughts in the room before Carlisle spoke.
"Billy Black called," he said, allowing the name to settle in. Edward didn't recall the name Billy Black but he did remember Ephraim Black as well as the last and the concern for what it might mean to his family. "Along with a young man named Sam, he seems to be the Alpha of the new generation of wolves. Billy is Ephraim's son, and a friend of the Swan's. He of course knows about us and was concerned about Chief Swan and his daughter."
Edward mentally cursed. Did the treaty still hold? Did they know about the Swans? The thoughts of everyone were chaotic; Rosalie's worry for the family had returned, Emmett hungered for a fight with a wolf, and Jasper was worried for Alice and pondering if they should leave. Though Jasper was reluctant to leave since he liked the Cullen family, he would never put Alice in a position of danger if he could prevent it.
"I assured him that it was just our families growing closer and we had decided to have a family to family get together. I then informed him that the Swans are on their way home now. He also asked about anyone being around the Swan's house." He gave me, Emmett, and Rosalie a disapproving look. "I just told him that we had been by the Swan's and they had some straight-line wind damage."
"And he bought that?" Jasper asked. Carlisle shrugged.
"I don't think so, but what he can really do, no one is dead and no one was bitten. He plans on upholding the treaty for now. Though he did bring up a concern. This new generation did have a run in with a vampire in the woods. She was with a human, there was a scuffle, and she somehow managed to subdue the wolf and take the human. They, of course, asked if we knew of any other vampires in the area. Sam went on to describe that the girl that was abducted; she had oval rimmed glasses, long black hair, Asian features, and was kind of tall."
The thoughts of the people in the room who participated in the school charade began to conjure the same image of one person, Angela Webber. If the vampire had taken her, then she was more than likely already dead or worse. There were resounding growls around the room and Alice visibly gasped.
"Oh no, Angela Webber."
Pained looks spread around and Alice leaned into Jasper for support. While none of the Cullen children were ever particularly close to other students, Angela had always been kind. Edward had a few classes with her and preferred to listen to her thoughts more than any of the other students. They were pleasant and usually upbeat. She even knew several old songs that liked to sing, though Edward had never quite understood them. It was like their meanings had fluttered away like memories from his human life. It was on the tip of his tongue, but just out of reach.
They were present thoughts, or at least they had been. All of the children were tense, already mourning the loss of yet another human they had known, but she wouldn't be the last. It was just unfortunate that she had to go so soon and fearing for her life as it was drained from her.
"Be that as it may, we have to watch where we step for now. While no one was killed, it's obvious to anyone that looks deeper that what happened at the Swan's place was not some freak act of god. Likewise, I'm pretty sure that Charlie and Bella have no idea about the wolves of La Push." Edward followed Carlisle's thoughts as he paused to think about how he couldn't tell the Swans that there was a wolf pack in La Push for that would betray the pack's trust by the admission of such a thing. "We can't tell the Swans about the wolves, not yet. I have heard around town that Billy and Charlie are good friends and have been for a while. It's not our place to drive a wedge in their friendship."
Edward's fists balled tightly and he conceded that Carlisle was right. It would do no good for them to put the Swans and themselves in danger and make the treaty null and void if the mutts were still honor bound by it. Though in truth, it could be argued that the Swans were not human. Thinking back on their talk, Edward recalled that they seemed to have an aversion to being referred to as a human. Neither Charlie nor Bella seemed to want to be labelled as a human. Even so, he doubted the wolves would see what they were, and if they did, they very well might develop a hatred with the Swans with whom there was no treaty. Then it was only a matter of time before the pack decided they were a threat and needed to be dealt with. That was something Edward would not allow, treaty be damned.
"I think it would be pertinent to see if we can find out if there is another one of our kind in the area and give them a warning. We should also hunt in pairs for now." Everyone agreed, and within a few seconds we were all off to discover if there was something the wolves had missed when they examined the fate of Angela Webber.
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"So... do you like him?" Dad decided to break the silence as we were about to pull into the driveway, his voice was back to its usual gravely tone again.
"What if I do? We didn't do anything you know!" I huffed. "What did you and he talk about anyway?"Dad just chuckled to himself. It was obvious he was having fun at my expense.
"Oh, you can come off the what if's right now. You two clicked, and you're still wearing his shirt." He grinned slyly at me and I was sure that I would have a heart attack any moment. I was still trying to calm down as the SUV stopped and the engine died. I wasn't trying to throw my happiness in his face. He and mom had been separated for years, but I knew Dad still pined over her. She, like us, would have been in our lives for a longer time if she played her cards right. Dad felt that she might be his forever, but she wasn't.
"We just talked, Bella." His arm reached over the console to my shoulder and he gave it a squeeze. "I'm still a little iffy on trusting them with our lives, but I'm even more so with trusting that boy with my little girl's heart." I knew he was thinking of Mom, and how there was no one else for him. I leaned over the console of the SUV and hugged my father. "For now, we'll just have to wait and see what happens, this is all new territory," he chimed in.
We're not usually a touchy feely family, well Mom is, but Dad and I are not. This, however, seemed to be a time that warranted a hug, so he hugged me tightly and I returned it. When it came to that kind of pain he would know, and it hurt me to know that my mother had moved on but Dad had not. He was looking out for me and just trying to protect me from the same hurt he felt.
"You two just take it slow and really get to know each other. Okay, Bells?"
"Yeah, Dad," I answered. We broke our embrace and headed inside. The rest of the evening was normal. He caught up the day's sports activities while I read. We ate the rest of the roast that Esme had prepared for lunch, so I didn't have to cook, for that I was grateful. After dinner, Dad called Grandma, I didn't listen, but I could tell that she was giving him a ear full. Let's just say there were many "Yes, Mother"s uttered during the call with promises to call again tomorrow, and the next day, and the next.
I went to my room to read a bit more before bed, but secretly I was wondering if I should text Edward. I had done well so far to put off the nagging feeling to hear from him. I was still wondering so as soon as the phone rang I pounced on it and accepted the call.
"Hello!" The excitement was prominent in my voice, so I was a little let down when the voice on the other end asked for me, but was more questioning and feminine. It was a voice I knew; it was Angela, though I could tell there was unease in her voice.
"Angela, oh hi, sorry I thought you were someone else, how's it going?" I was a little caught off guard and from her tone and so was she. I thought I heard a whisper in the background and I definitely heard a deep, slow breath. Then she spoke and what she said took a moment to process.
Angela Webber was asking me to lie for her. Was she okay? Was she hurt? What would drive Angela Webber of all people to ask her to do something like this, to ask a friend to lie for her?
"Angela, answer me this, are you okay?"
"I'm okay I'm not in trouble, not really. I'm really sorry to ask this Bella, really, but I'll explain things to you as best as I can when I see you. Please, Bella." She sounded sincere and nervous.
"Okay Angela, if she calls your staying over, but this better be good," I said reluctantly. Life in the last few days had becomes so complicated. I was just ready to go to sleep at that point.
"Thank you Bella, I'll… I'll talk to you Monday. Promise."
"Talk to you Monday, Angela." The call had ended and for some reason I had a lump in the pit of my stomach. I lay back on the bed just looking up at the ceiling. My mood brightened a few minutes later when the phone rang again, this time it was Edward.
"Hello?"
"You made it home okay I take it?" He asked.
"Yeah, made it home and read for a bit. Dad and I had the rest of the roast that Esme made for dinner. Tell her thank you again for that." Edward chuckled a bit.
"Oh, she knows. I think she is going to be cooking a lot for the two of you in the near future. Though we can't eat it, she still loves to practice. Before you all came into our lives it seemed like a waste, but now Esme will see to it that you'll never go hungry again." He smiled, giving me a crooked grin.
"Well, normally I wouldn't want to let anyone down, so I might just have to let her do her thing. Who am I to deny anyone something they enjoy?" I'm pretty sure that I heard a happy laugh in the background. I smiled. "I'm just glad the excitement is over and it didn't turn into a fight. Well, Emmett will probably still want to fight sometime." I chuckled.
"Did you have all the excitement you can take in a day? I guess that's good. I would have thought you have had enough excitement in the last day or two. Has anything happened lately?" I turned my head to the left and looked at tree slightly poking through the hole in the wall. Edward wasn't wrong, the last few days had been exciting.
"Well I talked with Angela for a few minutes before you called but that's all." This time there was no jovial laugh on the other end of the phone. In fact, after a few seconds of silence, I wondered if the call had been dropped. I removed the phone from my ear and looked to see that I was still connected before putting it back to my ear. "Edward, are you there?
After a moment, he finally spoke.
"How was Angela?" This was getting strange. First Angela is acting odd and now Edward.
"Well, she was fine. We just talked for a few minutes to make sure I was fine. You know, since I was out of school today." I don't know why I was lying, but I just didn't think telling him that Angela had asked me to lie was the best idea, so I didn't tell him. If she didn't want her mother to know, then I couldn't betray her to Edward either. Angela was not a person to ask someone to lie on her behalf without a good reason.
"Are you sure, Bella?"
"Yes, I'm sure. She was fine, we just talked for a few minutes. What's going on, Edward?" There was silence again before finally he relented and spoke.
"It's nothing you should worry about." Nothing I should worry about? I would have asked more but a yawn stopped me, this in turn prompted Edwards next response. "You sound tired, it's been a long day, Bella. I'll talk to you in the morning, okay?" (**AN01)
"You're right," I yawned. "I'll talk with you in the morning?"
Our relationship wasn't even a day old and we were already keeping secrets from each other. It was obvious that something was happening and Edward was trying to shield me from it, but at the same time, I was doing the same by lying to him. I knew this was not the best start of our relationship.
For now, however, it would have to do. We both still had secrets to learn about the other, though how Angela fit into his own secrets I couldn't say. Not yet any way.
"Of course. Good night, Bella. Sleep well."
"Good night, Edward. I'll talk to you in the morning." So with that the call ended. I had so many questions, but they would have to wait for now. Edward was right, it had been a long day and within minutes of my head hitting the pillow, I was asleep.
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"You're a vampire?" asked Angela. She took another bite of what she could only assume was the best salmon she would ever have the chance to eat.
"This is correct, yes," came the purr-like reply from Payusha.
The young mage and the seemingly young vampire had left the bedroom and were now in the living room of the plush hotel suite. To Angela, it had to be one of the nicest places she had ever been in. The sheets on the bed had to have been the equivalent of clouds, they were so soft. Just after waking up, Angela had proceeded to call and lie to both a friend and just after that her mother. Lying was something that had never settled well with Angela, but then again, there was no way she could tell either of them the truth without a lot of odd questions that she could not truly prove.
So here she was, knee deep in her lies with a vampire. Her vampire, the tiny voice in the back of her head reminded her. Payusha had insisted on Angela eating when she awoke and had ordered room service. Angela had asked, after a lot of prodding from Payusha, for salmon. In her mind she had imagined a small fillet like one of the frozen ones her mother sometimes got from the grocery store. What she had received was a whole salmon fillet that was prepared to perfection on a silver platter. There was no telling what the cost of this feast was and there was no way Angela could finish it all by herself. She had also asked for a salad and that too was rather extravagant, so she reluctantly ate and the vampire while the young mage started to talk.
"So you drink blood, right?" Payusha had not hesitated to answer any of her questions so far and they had all been the usual questions about vampires like whether sleep in coffins, turn into bats, etcetera. They had finally reached the most common one.
"Yes. We are sustained by the nectar of the living. It is not only the sweetest honey, but also the only thing that sustains us." Payusha, for her part, had freshened up after they had arrived and put Angela to bed. Angela had noticed her poise and precise movements. Her hair looked to Angela as if she had just stepped from a Revlon commercial, and though she would not admit it, she was a little jealous. The blue embroidered sari Payusha now had draping about her made it seem as if the purest blue waterfall was washing over her. Angela had been speechless when she first followed her to the living room and really looked at her. "Does this bother you that I should have to take others lives to be sustained?"
"No." Sure, the thought of someone killing someone bothered her; a robber breaking into a home and killing someone or a husbend murdering his lover, that she was fervently against it but Payusha doing what she did to survive could not make Angela fault her since she was doing what her nature called for.
Maybe if Payusha were to take the life of someone she knew, maybe then it would irk her, but she could not fault her Payusha for doing what was natural to her so she can sustain herself. The feelings Angela was developing for her just made her feel as if that was how it was and it was alright, but there was a lingering fear in her.
"So am I…." It hurt to even ask the question, but it was a question that was nagging at Angela. It hurt to breathe trying to even get the question out. Was she just fattening her up? Was this her last meal? She pushed down the unease and asked, "Am I just your next meal?"
Payusha's perfect lips curdled like something sour had just shocked her taste buds.
"Please do not say such things; We could never intentionally bring harm to you. Angela, my Angela, from the moment that I saw you, the moment I beheld the vision of you working your craft, I knew you were my one and only mate. Can you not feel the connection?" She finally questioned. Payusha sounded slightly pained that Angela even had to ask such a question. Angela did not answer straight away, but merely bowed her head.
The next bit of the culinary masterpiece hovered just above the plate for a few minutes until Angela spoke. Had Payusha not had such keen senses, the words would have gone unnoticed. The problem wasn't that Angela was ashamed to admit she too was feeling a connection, she had just never considered herself to be a lesbian. Yet the thought of being with anyone else, male, female, or otherwise, was not something Angela thought she could do anymore.
"I feel it. It hurts to think of being with anyone else. It also scares me how much I like just being the room with you." Angela could only look down and speak just above a whisper. This was all so confusing. How could she want the acceptance of a girl she had only met hours ago?
The wording she used, and the passion and emotion in her voice, the word mate. It just seemed to final and so much more meaningful to her then any words of affection before.
In an instant, Payusha was beside her taking her hand into her own; the cool touch of Payusha's hand on her arm was relaxing. Angela's head rose to meet the crimson eyes of the vampire. There was a thrill and a calm to such a simple act of looking into another's eyes.
"My Daana, We shall not leave you, and you shall will have us always. For you, We would do anything. This is all new to us as well. For more than two millennia have I walked this earth, and I have seen many great civilizations rise and fall and never did I think that I would I have another to share the experience with."
Angela's mind had taken a right turn when Payusha said that she had been alive for more than two millennia. Sure, she knew that vampires were immortal, Payusha had told her so during their question and answer session, but to meet someone that had lived and seen so much made her feel quite small and naive.
"Over two millennia?" Angela asked. She received a exuberant nod.
"Oh yes, We were born into this world around the time period of the third century BC." Angela was hanging on every work that Payusha spoke. It was a new surprise and revelation with almost everything she spoke about.
"What was your life like when you were younger?" Payusha slightly frowned, however it morphed to a smile quickly.
"Well, it was much different. Humankind has come so far and they are so far removed from what it means to live. Wrapped up in their day to day lives, their internet, and what not. The land that I once lived upon is no more. I do have descendants that I watch over and see from time to time. The royal blood does still flow through their veins."
"Royal?"
"Yes, yes." The vampire became excited and she nudged Angela. "Eat and I shall tell you of my youth. You see, in my time I was princess of the Ay kingdom. My father was the king and a good man. He doted on all of his daughters; I had nine sisters, you see." Angela had thought her family was large with her and her two siblings, but to have nine was crazy! "Then there were my four brothers. It was at the age of fourteen that things changed for me, however. Though my father did not wish to, but he felt it was best to unite the neighboring country of Chera and as We were the successors to the throne, it was my duty."
"Oh, was it a political marriage?" History had spoken many times of such unions, but it was new hearing it from someone that had been in a political marriage.
"This is hence why my family name is Ay-Chera, I did not hate my husband, but we both knew this was for the better of our people and lands. By fifteen I had already had a child, a daughter." Angela watched as her story took on a somber tone. There was another shoe to fall, she could just feel it. "Her name was Kavya and her eyes were so bright. The next two years following Kavya's birth, I could feel the disdain that my husband was starting to show for me. You see, he was not as pleased with arrangement as he would have me believe.
He did not want to share the throne, he instead wished that once my father should step down and pass the torch to us that he have supreme power. I would only realize this in hindsight unfortunately. He had plotted my death at the hand of an assassin, but this would be Amrit's own downfall.
The assassin was a vampire. He took me in the night, but at the last moment he hesitated. He held compassion for me from his human life. My father had in some way helped his family and while he was bound by his order to take my life, he chose to interpret that order in his own way. He took from me my human life and my heart stopped three days later. For three days I had burned in unseen flames and had awoken to a world with new eyes.
"For several years I perfected myself and my control. When I was ready I returned. My daughter was nearing the age of nine and I would see to it that she would sit upon the Ay-Chera thrown."
Payusha sat back as Angela looked on in amazement. She wanted to speak and to ask questions. It was like a story out of a fantasy, and it was obvious she had been gentle on the details and the intricacies. She had wanted to give Angela a taste of her life and that was only a small fraction of it.
Angela surprised Payusha by absentmindedly reached over, taking a cooler hand in her own before speaking.
"Please tell me more. I want to hear the rest," Angela said looking to the wistful smile graced the face of the mocha skinned girl. The conversation would go on late into the night as Payusha regaled Angela with her own life. Angela told Payusha of her own coming of age stories and eventual apprenticeship in the supernal art of magik by learning from her own grandmother Linna her maternal grandmother. Needless to say, her stories were much more sedated with only the occasional explosion.
Eventually however, Angela succumbed to sleep and had put her head down on the vampire's shoulder when she at last lost the fight to stay awake. Angela's easy breath and slowed heart rate was soothing the ancient vampire. Before, Payusha had just existed from day to day in the long span of eternity; now she had someone that would make every future day better than the last.
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A/N
So it's been a little while, I was about 48K words into the rest of the story when I started having a nagging feeling. At around 52K I started going back and reading it, something didn't sit right so I read it again and again. That's when I realized that I had created a plot hole and it was so ingrained as part of the main story I wanted to shout, so I had to burn some 52K words of work and start over.
When I realized this for a week I didn't even consider looking at my story, that and work got exciting so I had to be in DC for a few days. X3
Well back on track I have corrected my issue and am back to working on the rest. I started this at the request of a friend. She wanted some help with developing a story and she was unable to really do a lot with it the time so I was kind of helping her write it, but to spruce up my own writing I decided to do this. So, that's a little back story how I got here. After I finish this, we're planning on working on the writing project she took over.
Thanks for reading and please let me know what you think with a review. No flames, those don't help anyone I need constructive criticism.
**AN01: This was the point I was looking over edits when I found out that Carrie Fisher passed away into the Force. Really going to miss her she was something of a hero to me as a kid.
Later, Nashmeira